Talk about your day thread

[doug rr]

3 gray whales hanging out today..saw a few eagles and 2 cotton tails in the back yard..the newly planted tomato plants are coming along..we're going to start drinking soon..go Kraken

[Peeps]

so in order to get rid of my stepfathers car (a 2008 for focus) i have to have any heirs (since he didnt have a will) sign off on it. problem is his biological sons disowned him 20+ years ago and havent been in contact once

what a gigantic pain in the ass

[doug rr]

got the car washed first thing this morning

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[doug rr]

that the sun comes out and shines bright at 530am

got the car washed first thing this morning

make up your mind doug

busy day...just finished my therapy session..we spent 10 minutes on ted lasso

[Chris_H_2]

that the sun comes out and shines bright at 530am

got the car washed first thing this morning

make up your mind doug

busy day...just finished my therapy session..we spent 10 minutes on ted lasso

how much you paying this person?

[doug rr]

that the sun comes out and shines bright at 530am

got the car washed first thing this morning

make up your mind doug

busy day...just finished my therapy session..we spent 10 minutes on ted lasso

how much you paying this person?

7$

[Higgs]

so in order to get rid of my stepfathers car (a 2008 for focus) i have to have any heirs (since he didnt have a will) sign off on it. problem is his biological sons disowned him 20+ years ago and havent been in contact once

what a gigantic pain in the ass

This sounds like one of those "go around in circles" things that has the potential to drive you crazy. You can't insure it as you aren't the owner. You can't change the ownership because of red tape. And you have to deal with the Dept of Transport (I assume) who will happily not help you in any way shape of form.

Oh dear.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Peeps]

i think numbers should be first on the kill list

jesus christ.....take your damn ritalin


setting up an appointment with a lawyer today at a local law firm. we shall see how it goes

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Slept on the couch last night and my neck is stiff af

[VinylGuy]

Ill work from home today, so i must do laundry and fucking go to the gym.

Ill hit a bar at night with a friend from high school.

[bodysnatcher]

Might go work at a coffee shop for a change of scenery (and food)

[spike]

i think numbers should be first on the kill list

jesus christ.....take your damn ritalin


setting up an appointment with a lawyer today at a local law firm. we shall see how it goes

You’re going to sue 96up for post whoring?

Unprecedented!

[BurtReynolds]

We can't expect the mods to do anything about it

[dad]

We can't expect the mods to do anything about it

where did you land on adding lol to your posting repertoire?

[BurtReynolds]

We can't expect the mods to do anything about it

where did you land on adding lol to your posting repertoire?

Felt wrong.

[E.H. Ruddock]

Slept on the couch last night and my neck is stiff af

I’ve got something stiff for you *points at crotch*

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Slept on the couch last night and my neck is stiff af

I’ve got something stiff for you *points at crotch*

Please put that on my neck

[Coach]

Binge posting happens to the best of us sometimes.